In the beginning there was nothing....

which exploded.

Starting by borrowing from one of my favourite writers seemed appropriate.

This will be a rambling, random (and often sporadic) collection of thoughts and experiences with sound in any and all its forms.

I make sounds.
I make things that make sound.
I make things that make sound when they are put together and when they are taken apart.
Part of my living is made recording, reproducing and replacing sounds.
There are those who say I am a bit obsessed with sound.

I agree.